The Day I Stopped Waiting Was the Day He Started Begging novel Chapter 138

"You don't mind, do you, Ms. Monroe? Because I certainly mind when other men send packages directly to my house."

Madeline was speechless.

Was this bastard intentionally trying to make things worse for her?

Felicity had already ripped the envelope open. She pulled out the contents, caught a glimpse of the photos, let out a loud gasp, and frantically tried to hide them behind her back.

Madeline watched the overly dramatic performance with cold detachment.

Clearly, Felicity already knew exactly what was inside.

"Felicity, what is it? Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?"

Seraphina was utterly perplexed.

"Nothing, Seraphina, it's absolutely nothing."

Felicity backed away, acting perfectly guilty, but it was too late.

Seraphina reached around her and snatched the photos. In an instant, the color drained from her face, replaced by pure rage.

She looked up at Madeline, her eyes brimming with absolute disappointment. Without hesitation, she raised her hand and slapped hard—but the resounding strike landed squarely on York's face.

Madeline stared at the man standing like a shield in front of her, her emotions suddenly incredibly complicated.

He shouldn't have done that.

Wasn't he supposed to be petty and insanely possessive?

Why was his first instinct to jump in front of her?

It was just a slap; it wouldn't have killed her.

Seraphina was equally horrified. Snapping out of her shock, her anger flared even brighter.

"Move out of the way!"

"Do you even know what's in these photos?"

York didn't budge. He snatched the photos from his mother's grasp, immediately spotting Madeline and Hunter together in the frame. His eyes instantly turned glacial.